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committed - queen herawin lyrics

the love smothering
like f*dg* and caramel chocolate
concoctions hitting octaves when rocking the bells
’til the cops come knocking
some maxwell urban hangout suite
’til cavity induced
gin and juice
sin and truth
getting loose spilling you the
passion is thrashing, k!lling dudes
like side hustles if winning the power ball
i’m all in
betting to win
deadin’ them men
putting ‘em in the coffin
metaphoric of course, obituaries
your b*tches buried like brew, miles davis
screw haters
bout to make it happen, official
original “g” my main squeeze
the game please
with ease i let it go
no competition
situation you be wishing for
some ‘mi amor’ i adore
prince type, the artist
so we on this
painting pretty pictures of god and goddess
why
can’t we try
to make it
to take it high

in it deep, but in our sleep the phones ringing
all women calling on some, and so we creep
t*l*c driven, indeed it wasn’t hidden in the beginning
supposed friends and ex*es checking up
but what the… (@#$%)
1 am
rude and eluding to… (ahh….hemmm)
excuse me
some movie*ish, true mayhem
vexed and cutting my left eye into sections
red hot chilli pepper injections, testing
ready to give it away
all invested
stressed and feeling less than
like the pac man sign language
put in rewind since damaged
start again
this time focusing on being friends first
before the flirt
before the dirt surface with serpents emerging
words cursing
love purging
hurt nervous
a mess we can’t clean
only god above know what is means
why
can’t we try
to make it
to take it high

and so its everclear like belvedere
i’m not wanted there
over like hova spitting a verse sincere
and so i bail
friendship ending before it ever began
remember him telling me
‘go find a man to get him off my mind’
…oh that’s fine, ‘will do’
real soon my reply
i’ll satisfy as usual
so “do i do”
like stevie
no need b for the wondering
watch spring fling turn into summering madness
now he wondering
why i’m acting so relaxed and
kool and the gang
is it a man?
couldn’t be
he on some vanity 6
’til he sick
seeing the whip parked in front of the crib
don’t want to commit
but don’t want me to live, properly
probably just the ego, psyche
on some alpha male
stale, cause someone p*ssing on his property
why
can’t we try
to make it
to take it high

- queen herawin lyrics

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